"Only one?" Booth grinned, eyes sparkling thankfully at the paper Sweets had handed him.

"Yes, the only one of the suspects own the type of drill used to kill the vitcim." Sweets said, tapping the edge of the file.

"Mark Phillips, you ass is ours!" Booth chuckled. "Good thing to. Word is that your girlfriend and Warren are this close to getting fired. Bones said they were actually agrueing in the corradors."

"I know, I'm going to fix them, don't worry." Sweets groaned. "How long before we can question this guy?"

"Well Caroline has to get me a warrant and then we have to go get him so it could be a couple of hours." Booth sighed, sitting the file down.

"Great." Sweets said, heading towards the door.

"Hey, where do you think you are going?" Booth asked, putting his hands on his hips.

"To save my fiancee's job." Sweets said, walking out.

"Care to share how!?" Booth hollered after him but Sweets was already long gone.

He had to save Daisy's job, if she was fired he would never hear the end of it and he had promised her before that he wouldn't interfer if she got fired again. Sweets was going to make sure this feud ended before any permant type damage was done.

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"Thank you for coming, Jessica." Sweets smiled, opening the door to let the woman into his apartment.

"Your welcome, anything for an old bed buddy." Jessica teased and Sweets rolled his eyes.

"Why are we doing this?" Daisy asked, sitting down on the couch.

"You are both being stupid and it's about to cost you both your jobs." Sweets said bluntly. "So you two are going to sit here intill you are friends because you have a lot in common and if Daisy gets fired again, I'm not going to be able to get her rehired."

"He called a peace meeting." Jessica said.

"I caught that."

"No sarcasm. This is the friend zone. A very friendly zone, now Jessica, come here and sit by Daisy." Sweets said, pointing at the spot by Daisy.

"Fine then, Mister Bossy." Jessica said, walking over to their seats.

"And to keep the peace." Sweets said, lifting little Seely out of his swing and into his mother's arms.

"You aren't fair." Daisy pouted.

"Life isn't fair." Sweets said, taking a seat in his chair.

"Wow, sounding like a dad already."

"Yes, Lance is a very good father." Daisy said, smiling at her son.

"So... that's your son?" Jessica asked, peering at the small child.

"Yes, this is our son."

"He is pretty cute." Jessica smiled at the child. "Looks alot like his daddy."

"He does." Daisy smiled, bouncing her little boy.

"I have to ask... does he have those butt dimples that his dad has?"

"Yes! They are so cute! Adorable dents in an adorable tush." Daisy giggled.

"He is like his dad." Jessica laughed.

"I'm out." Sweets said, quickly fleeing the scene at the mention of his ass dimples. The women laughed as the embarrassed man fled the scene.

"He is so bashful." Jessica laughed.

"Well, most of the time." Daisy said. "He has become alittle less embarrassed with me since we moved in. Plus he has never been bashful in the bed department."

"I know." Jessica sighed before biting her lip. "Look, I'm sorry for whatever I did to upset you, I shouldn't have feed the fire by incouraging the competion-"

"No, I'm sorry. I'm not used to there being female interns at the lab and I'm very competive. And about Lance, I'm sorry I was so snarky earlier. I normal wouldn't care but since we have gotten engaged I find I want to rip the face off of anyone that ever slept with him that wasn't me." Daisy blushed sheepishly.

"I understand. But really, can you blame me? Just look at him."

"I know." Daisy smiled.

"I mean he was all uptight and proper, I just had to see if there was a wildman in there."

"I know what you mean." Daisy said, wiggling her brows.

"He is very... through." Jessica giggled.

"I can attest to that." Daisy laughed, bouncing her little boy. "He did a very through job of impregnanting me."

"Yes."

"Do you want to hold him?" She asked and the other one nodded and took the child into her arms.

"I think he likes me." Jessica said as the baby smiled up at her.

"He does." Daisy said, tickling him under his tiny chin.

"And... you did really good work on the remains. You are a really good intern. I should have seen all that."

"Don't worry, you are pretty good to. I have been doing this a long time. When I started I couldn't see all that. You are really good, for a noob." Daisy smirked lightly, in a friendly way.

"I can't believe we both thought it was a bullet wound."

"I know, right!"

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"Hey, finally, what took ya? Why am I here?" Mark asked, looking up as Booth and Brennan walked in the room.

"Molly." Booth said. "She was murdered."

"Yeah, I know. Her husband told me you might come talk to me but is arresting me nessary?" He asked, leaning back tensely in his chair.

"You killed her." Booth said.

"This is the drill that was used to kill her." Brennan said, pushing a picture of his drill forward. "There is also blood on your stairs and the vitcim fell very close to time of death."

"I didn't kill her!" Mark squeaked.

"Yes you did, you pushed her down the stairs, drilled her in the head and then you took her into a closed construction site that you used to work at and ran her over with a steamroller!" Booth asserted, tapping the photo.

"No! Look, I'll admit to disposing of the body, but I didn't kill her." Mark said before clearing his throat. "Look, if I tell you who did, can I get some sort of deal? Like maybe you can drop the accessory to murder charge?"

"We'll see." Booth lied. "Who did it?"

"M-my... my wife. She came home from work and caught us. She totally freaked out and chased Molly. She pushed her down the stairs that lead into the garage and then she grabbed my drill and she... she killed her with it. She said she tell everyone I killed her if I didn't help her with the body, so I took it to the site and I ran it over to try and destroy the evidence." Mark said. "But since I confessed to my part, you can protect me, right?"

"Sure." Booth lied again, standing up. "Thank you for your copperation."

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"So she killed her for sleeping with her husband? That's vicious." Daisy said, cuddling closer to her Lance on the couch.

"Yes." Sweets said, snaking one arm around her and bring Seely closer to his chest with the other.

"I would never do that to Jessica." Daisy said.

"But she didn't sleep with me while we were dating." Sweets laughed.

"But I was pregnant."

"We didn't know that." Sweets said, kissing the top of her head.

"Still." Daisy said with a shrug.

"Yes, I get the piont." He said with a soft nuzzle to her hairline.

"Thank you for making me and Jessica have that sit down. She actually isn't that bad." Daisy smiled. "She's actually pretty cool, we have a lot in common. Plus, I think it's nice to have a female intern to compete with, in a friendly way of course."

"I told you so." Sweets smirked, eyes dancing, before kissing her softly on the lips.

"Yes, you did, and you were right." Daisy said. Suddenly their son let out a happy squeal and they looked to see him grabbing at his feet.

"Hey, buddy, did you find your feet? Huh? Did you find your feet?" Sweets cooed in his baby voice as Seely grinned in amazment at his feet.

"He did." Daisy said in her matching baby voice. "He found them."

"Yayyyy." Sweets chuckled, pecking him on the top of his soft head. "Yay, Seely."

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Case closed! BOOM! It wasn't any of the lovers or the husband :P Surprise?

Another case closed, still want more? XD I'm sorry if my cases are a bit lack luster but they aren't supposed to be big, complicated things, they are supposed to be little, ordinary cases and I'm really not used to writing cases but I feel that it is something this story needs. So... yeah. Just hang with me intill I get used to it. Please.

Sorry it took my so long to get up, I was working on the next chapter of Bullet in the Psychologist and well... Chicks happened. And I mean that literally. A bunch of baby chickens showed up and we had to build them a set up so they can survive the cold. Good news is, the babies and the mommy have a nice, warm little home now.

One thing, um... this weekend I want to work on my other Sweets stories. Bullet in the Psychologist is getting into a swing and then there is my story the Pain in the Past. It only has two chapters left so I really want to wrap it up but I've so busy with these newer Sweets stories I have been working on that. Plus if I feel like it I might work on A Sweets Story, my Sweets childhood story. I will try to work on this one to, don't worry :P You'll just have to suffer through some other story updates before you get some more of this. Be strong.

Another thing. The dress fittings, for Daisy's dress and the bridesmaid's dresses. Would you rather see that incorperated into case or as one of the fluffy inbetween chapters or a mixture of both maybe...?

ANYWAY! REVIEW! MY DUCKIES! :D